This is a song about "Pimp in new york"

And new york to this very day has got the best,

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

New sheriff's in town i'm makin the rounds.

My garage full of cars that bounce

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

With new crowd in , your sec life with whole new level

Now i'm playin' solitaire patient

Now split that sweet down the middle, pimp

If i'll be a king of new-york i wouldn't change

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame

Walking straight in confidence, got my pimp game

Remember when i used to call you on your phone line

My state is right, new york, the best with the rhyme